tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-229978582018-09-26T05:02:31.183-04:00Dungeon MikeUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger53125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-68541837821003698552018-01-28T23:22:00.001-05:002018-01-28T23:22:44.250-05:00The Quest for the Tears of Achlys: Part IAs the horde of Sakkarot Fireaxe laid waste in the East, the Nessian Knot guided by the vilely beautiful Theodora travelled West to the fortress-town of Farholde. Despite several attempts at flirtation, the succubus repelled the Woodsticks amateurish advances. As they neared Farholde, Adrastus teleported in to instruct them on their next mission: to brave the Caer Bryr to find the Horn of AbbadonUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-42866138563509784332017-10-15T00:04:00.001-04:002018-01-28T17:24:37.512-05:00Reaping the Harvest of War!3rd Thank’s Day, Tower of Balyntine, Talingarde: No rest for the wicked. On the eve of the visiting troupe of actors to the tower, the Nessian Knot decided next to assassinate Tassitus. Pretending to replace the guards outside the Lord Commander’s chambers the Knot scaled the wall down to Tassitus’s chambers. In his rooms they appropriated his spell book as well as a vial of concentrated tinctureUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-92448376477693372017-08-26T00:51:00.001-04:002017-10-14T19:24:52.802-04:00In brightest minds, in blackest ops. No good is it if the body flops3rd Sun’s Day of Fall, Aldrick, Talingarde: Disguised as Captain Varning and two of the guardsmen the Nessian Knot found an outlying farm putting all but a single child to the sword and then burning it the ground. They left behind Captain Varning’s family crest ring. Assuming the guises of passing big game hunters they returned to the Lord Dalliance and allocated rooms. The Nessian Know learned Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-37522605251636031192017-08-13T00:13:00.001-04:002017-08-13T00:13:00.160-04:00Sowing the Seeds of War!Thorn Manor, Old Moor Road, Talingarde: Having completed the training and forging of the Nessian Knot, Adrastus Thorn was ready to start the downfall of Talingarde. Adrastus told the Woodstick, Ulmaticron and Brand about a plan to bring war to Talingarde and topple the followers of Mitra. They would deliver weapons and armor to Sakkarot Fireaxe, a bug bear chieftain, and his hordes who were Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-48584933999688804222017-06-14T23:53:00.001-04:002017-06-14T23:53:05.613-04:00The Trials of Asmodeus, Part the SecondCatacombs Beneath Thorn Manor: Past the room with the fake sapphire jewel the party followed a winding passage way to the next chamber. Wary of the warnings from the tortured squire they backtracked until they found another secret door parallel to the suspected chamber of the shriekers. This second room held four barnacle encrusted driftwood coffins. Both the Woodstick and Brand slipped through Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-19325429989992053902017-05-31T08:33:00.001-04:002017-05-31T08:33:00.174-04:00The Trials of AsmodeusThorn Manor, Old Moor Road, Talingarde: The gruesome group was greeted by Theodora and led to the chambers of Cardinal Adrastus Thorn. A devilishly handsome, bald acolyte of Asmodeus, Thorn asked for the fealty of Brand, Ilmaticron, and the Woodstick. With some discussion they entered into a pact of the Bound with the powerful cardinal. Thorn told them that to complete their training they must Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-45133993773072741352017-04-09T22:50:00.001-04:002017-04-10T21:58:58.610-04:00Way of the Wicked Character Spotlight: Brand Pylgrim
Twenty years ago during the Asmodean Purges, Morganian the Younger a 10 year old squire of King Markadian IV the Zealot’s Knights of Alerion was caught up in a fierce battle with Asmodean priests and anti-paladins in the sewers beneath the ruins of House of Barca. One of the anti-paladins bore a Blade of Asmodeus, a powerful, intelligent, magical sword of Infernal make. As the tide turned Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-80641337247118644582017-04-09T01:32:00.001-04:002017-05-27T00:36:35.093-04:00Ill Met in BrandenscarBrandenscar Prison, Talingarde: Three vile villains, the blasphemous rogue Lars von Woodsoul (called the Woodstick), the murdererous inquisitor Iltimacron the Dickish, and the heretical scarred monk Brand Pylgrim all faced death for their crimes. They were branded with a “F” glyph for felon and cast into the horrorific halls of Brandenscar Prison to await execution. They were aided by an etherealUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-30145700980927124482016-10-08T23:21:00.001-04:002016-10-08T23:21:28.757-04:00Marvel Civil War Scavenger HuntNOTE: Marvel and all characters herein are copyright and trademarks of Marvel, Inc. I hope in the spirit of imagination young and old that they understand the intended use is recreational and NOT commercial use of these characters in this party game.
For my son’s first birthday we did the Gummy Bear Pirate Captain Treasure Hunt, essentially due to his love of the Gummy Bear Song:
An annual Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-31758317799966667882014-08-24T18:56:00.001-04:002014-08-24T18:56:25.008-04:00Chapter the Seventh, Part the Second: Completing the Cast Dungeon or Why Does the Cockatrice Cross the Room?While recuperating from their ordeal with the sahguin shaman, Tyrian and Ulmo, began humming then reciting an old riddle-rhyme from their childhoods:
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Lady Luck and her love have longed to gaze into each other's eyes.
The Great Mother, ever vigilant of her Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-32587181637684991292012-10-07T23:44:00.002-04:002012-10-07T23:44:16.885-04:00The Gummy Bear Pirate Captain Treasure Hunt
Pirate Captain Gummy Bear Green designed at www.heromachine.com
I have played role-playing games for many, many years. One of my favorite parts of role-playing games is the problem solving, typically in the form of puzzles, riddles, and other brain teasers. So it was only natural that I suggested a treasure hunt for my son's first birthday party. Regardless of the fact that his guests, his Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-80830178487380592272012-02-21T22:47:00.007-05:002014-08-24T10:35:11.508-04:00The Apocalypse Stone or "Lemme Tarrasque a Question"Following Boris, Dorune, Goldune, and Warrick's retrieval of the ornate egg from Castle Brave and turning it over to Gareth, the world went mad. It rained soup, then frog demons. The village near the adventurers' keep was decimated by plague. Someone (or something) slaughtered the retainers of our hero's keep and stitched them back together into horrific flesh golems. Dwarves and elves Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-32233424219559724332011-12-12T23:35:00.003-05:002011-12-12T23:52:27.080-05:00You Found A Scroll: The Half-Made World by Felix GilmanThe Half-Made World by Felix Gilman is a steampunk recreation of a Western. The world is literally half made, the East being like old Europe staid in its ways, while the middle is full of mixed and actively warring ideologies, and the West is unmade, i.e. animals are not animals and land is not land. It describes, through its protagonists and antagonists, the war between the two major factions;Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-86015662831671215602011-10-09T01:07:00.008-04:002014-08-24T10:35:48.038-04:00Castle BraveAfter defeating Azerack, Boris the necromancer, the wonderous Warrick, and the brothers Warbreed had semi-retired to a suddenly vacated large keep near the village of Bump. The villagers appreciated the more laissez faire tax laws of their new landlords and threw them a festival. At the festival a minstrel sang of Castle Brave, a mystical palace of marble and onyx created by the gods to test Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-82052080666840260402011-08-30T01:59:00.001-04:002011-08-30T01:59:45.425-04:00Of Eleves and DweorgsWhen old was new and ancient young, the Elemental Forces collided and the World was made. The World was fertile and rich, vegetation and plants grew. Over ages, one of the plants began to walk and millennia later gained sentience, they called themselves eleves. As these eleves became wise and powerful they sought more knowledge in the depths of the earth. However dependent on the rays of Father Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-29776933039000007742011-08-15T00:45:00.011-04:002011-11-05T00:23:03.953-04:00Chapter the Seventh, Part the First: A Throw's ChallengeAs the furious white wyrm froze the central core of the orrery, the stones cracked and the heroes breath was stolen in crystalline shards. At the base of the frigid tomb Tyrian and Ulmo rushed through an ornate door which they slammed behind them as the central spire of the orrery froze shut behind them. The brave companions found themselves in a chamber of well fit stone, an ancient but well Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-90355529320427168342011-03-15T00:36:00.001-04:002011-03-15T00:36:07.987-04:00Chapter the Sixth: Small But Deadly HeavensFrom the Cathederalisle of Drouss, Ulmo and Tyrian sailed back to the Mother Enclave of the Roeblini to find passage on to the Monastery of the Masterminds. With Tyrios help they secured passage with a "trade" vessel headed near the forgotten psychic order's retreat. The Monastery proved to be a great sphere of some otherworldly material perched precariously and dwarfing a small island rising Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-50064525103467698522011-03-13T16:06:00.001-04:002011-03-13T16:08:26.481-04:00Orrery of the Monastery of the MastermindsUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-89032257926120258312010-12-21T00:04:00.001-05:002014-08-24T10:39:47.705-04:00Chapter the Fifth: No Time Like the PastAs the party exited the tunnels of the Lowcitadel of Khavash they came upon a storage area and the voices of a busy harbor. Dock workers speaking in the old S'suman dialect drew closer and the party withdrew back into the tunnels, now strangely lit by torches. The workers spotted the party and ran for the guards who arrived as the group took a fortified position on the beach despite being Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-89654903350425177962010-05-09T01:39:00.000-04:002011-01-31T01:52:23.440-05:00Chapter the Fourth: Escape Through the Lowcitadel of KhavashThe brave party made ready their plans for escaping the city and returning to New Roeblini City with information about the Condraconacy's incursion into Roeblini territory. One-Eye Morgrin provided the doughty companions with the address of a ruined Godslayer Imperium villa, alleged to access the sewers and the Lowcitadel of Khavash, as well as sketches of these tunnels drawn by the eladrin Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-55255947813424083642010-05-08T03:26:00.000-04:002014-08-24T10:43:03.712-04:00Grey's Picture Album: On Vacation on the Prime Material -- Lowcitadelof Khavash<!-- technorati tags start -->Technorati Tags: fantasy, kingmakes and godslayers, role-playing games<!-- technorati tags end -->Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-21023455000536562472010-03-16T02:37:00.000-04:002014-08-24T10:43:42.592-04:00Chapter the Third: An Unexpected Toll and a Less Expected AmbassadorTyrian and Ulmo wroth at their ill intentioned exile from New Roeblini City rode with their companions along with the lumbering reptiles of the caravan. They climbed the narrow roadway of the Griffon Cliffs to the main thorough fare running to Khavash, carefully winding between the reptile infested jungles and the cliffs overseeing the Forest Sea. The first days travel was uneventful but on theUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-81179023363558049562010-01-19T18:03:00.000-05:002014-08-24T10:45:23.441-04:00Chapter the Second: An Earthquake, the Swallower, and A New FriendThe two friends had their early morning slumbers disturbed by a ferocious shaking as the very roots of the city shook themselves in a fierce earthquake. When they took their morning repast at the Last Good Time Tavern they noticed many urchins surrounding a large crevice in the firmament of Whores and Harlots Street. Paying this no mind they enjoyed their grog porridge, until their gustatory Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-61941446930567710722010-01-19T12:27:00.000-05:002014-08-24T10:46:08.906-04:00Grey's Picture Album: On Vacation on the Prime Material -- Temple ofthe Swallower
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<!-- technorati tags end -->Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-53280983366215100562009-12-21T16:26:00.000-05:002014-08-24T10:47:31.247-04:00Chapter The First: Deeds at the Duelist, Too Many Rats, and a Dog NamedGreyIn this first installment of our tale two unrelated brothers met, a mad halfling sorceror one Ulmo the Lucky and Tyrian Morgankin. Ulmo had but recently been banned from the Tunnelwebs of the Dwarves and forcibly evicted into the sordid gem that is New Roeblini City. Meanwhile Tyrian the last survivor of an ill fated sea raiding party sought out his distant uncle, Morgrin, within the city's Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0